What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The next day, Qiao Sheng met the head of Xingguang Studio, Wu Yuanxing, in the conference room.

Yesterday, when Yang Lihuan sent him the script and said that the company was going to shoot an idol drama, he agreed verbally, but he was still a little pessimistic in his heart.

Everyone in the circle knows that idol dramas are not easy to make.

His studio went bankrupt because of losing money shooting idol dramas.

Yang Lihuan is still very confident about Wu Yuanxing, otherwise she would not spend a lot of money to acquire his studio.

The source of confidence is that Qiao Sheng can provide high-quality scripts, and the other part is Wu Yuanxing.

Although Wu Yuanxing is not a well-known TV director in the circle, he also shot several well-known TV series more than ten years ago.

It was also the confidence given by these TV series that prompted him to leave his previous entertainment company and set up Starlight Studio.

The studio has been established for more than ten years. At the beginning, it was no problem to maintain the operation of the studio by shooting romantic dramas, not to mention making a lot of money.

Later, as romantic dramas became unpopular, he gave up the subject matter he was familiar with and turned to shooting large-scale fairy tales and fantasy dramas.

Unfortunately, he entered the market too late, and the market had already been dominated by those big entertainment companies.

He had no money to buy the copyrights of good novels and scripts on the market, so he could only shoot original scripts.

Unsurprisingly, he failed, not only losing the investors' money, but also the money he had saved and invested.

After losing money, he learned from his mistakes, regrouped, and planned to start shooting romantic dramas again.

But the trend of the times had already beaten him to death on the beach. At this time, romantic dramas had no market, so he tried to shoot idol dramas.

After several idol dramas, his mother didn't recognize him.

Wu Yuanxing, who is already middle-aged, can only sell his house and studio to repay his debts.

Although Wu Yuanxing has failed and lost everything, Yang Lihuan still took a fancy to him at first sight when she was looking for someone.

In her opinion, Wu Yuanxing's failure is more of a sadness of the times, and his ability is still there.

And with the experience of past failures, Yang Lihuan is more optimistic about Wu Yuanxing.

Wu Yuanxing is still very grateful for Yang Lihuan's trust in him.

Yesterday, after Qiao Sheng left the office, Yang Lihuan called Wu Yuanxing.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

The call was quickly connected, and Wu Yuanxing's full-bodied voice came from the microphone.

Yang Lihuan chatted with him for a while before speaking: "Old Wu, I have a script for an idol drama here. I'll send it to your phone later. Take a look at the script."

"Ah? Oh, okay."

When Wu Yuanxing first heard about the script for the idol drama, he was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly remembered that the current studio affairs were no longer something he could decide.

After hanging up the phone, a script was sent to him not long after.

"Meteor Garden?"

Wu Yuanxing frowned when he saw the name.

This name... . . . . . Is it an idol drama?

Wu Yuanxing changed his comfortable posture on the sofa in the rental house and clicked on the script.

He originally just wanted to take a look and reply to Yang Lihuan, but when he looked up again, it was already dark.

"Oh no! Dinner is not ready yet!" He just jumped up from the sofa and his wife pushed the door in from outside.

"Old Wu, what are you doing? It's dark and you don't even turn on the light."

Wu Yuanxing's wife complained casually while taking off her shoes, and then she saw Wu Yuanxing scratching his head in embarrassment.

"What are you doing here? Get ready to eat." The wife turned on the light and immediately saw the empty dining table.

"You didn't cook?"

Wu Yuanxing nodded embarrassedly and smiled, "Boss Yang sent me a script this afternoon, and I was fascinated by it..."

The wife didn't say anything, opened the refrigerator, took out vegetables and meat, walked into the kitchen, put on an apron and started to prepare to cook.

"Wife, I was wrong, I won't do it next time..."

Wu Yuanxing leaned against the kitchen door and whispered to admit his mistake.

The wife didn't say anything, and continued to work.

Half an hour later, three steaming dishes and one soup were placed on the dining table.

Wu Yuanxing and his wife sat at the table, the atmosphere was dull, and no one spoke.

Wu Yuanxing was eating and secretly looking at his wife, but he saw that her face was normal, and he couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry.

Halfway through the meal, his wife suddenly asked, "Is the Mr. Yang you mentioned the one who bought your studio?"

Wu Yuanxing nodded, "Yes,

It's Mr. Yang from Xueqiu Entertainment."

The wife didn't say anything more, but ate quietly.

Wu Yuanxing ate very slowly during the meal. He was very nervous and confused.

The previous investment failed, so he sold his house.

The person he felt most sorry for was his wife who had been with him for half his life.

Their children have already started their own families and careers, so there is no need to worry. On the contrary, his wife is over 50 years old, but she still has to rent a house with him outside, and even has to go out to work for others to earn living expenses to support the family.

The TV series lost too much money, and he also promised his wife that he would not make TV series in the future.

Find a simple job and live the rest of his life peacefully.

But his wife happened to catch him reading the script, and it delayed dinner.

"Dangdang".

The sound of the rice bowl hitting the table brought Wu Yuanxing's thoughts back to the dinner table.

"The script in the afternoon was very good. It's rare to see you so fascinated by the script. "

After finishing her meal, Wu Yuanxing's wife put down her bowl and chopsticks and said to Wu Yuanxing.

When talking about the script, Wu Yuanxing smiled and said, "It's not just good, it's quite good."

He suddenly reacted and put away his smile, "But that was just sent to me by Mr. Yang, not for me to shoot."

"Look at your character, I don't know you." His wife rolled her eyes at him and said, "Since you are with Mr. Yang and the script is not bad, then shoot it well!"

Wu Yuanxing looked at his wife in surprise, "You don't object?"

"Why should I object?" At this time, his wife finally smiled, "You have been shooting TV series for a lifetime. If you really want to do something else, will you? Are you willing?"

The words of his wife broke the little thoughts in his heart, and he just smiled and didn't dare to talk.

"I didn't stop you, look at your cowardly look."

"So, you are not angry, you were just scaring me just now?" Wu Yuanxing said cautiously.

"Angry, why not angry! If I had known you didn't cook, I would have bought you some food on the way back to celebrate, but I had to cook it myself."

"Wash the dishes after dinner, I'm going to dance in the park."

"Yes, sir!"

Wu Yuanxing's face showed a happy smile for the first time in a long time.

"Look at you, you silly boy! "

Wu Yuanxing's wife is from the Northeast, and her character is full of the Northeastern people's boldness and understanding of men.

Judging from the extent to which Wu Yuanxing can be fascinated, if he really has to give up the TV drama industry, he will probably be depressed until his death.

Instead of stopping him, it is better to let him try again.

At night, Wu Yuanxing sat on the sofa in the living room, transferred the script to the computer, carefully read it again from the beginning, and added his own ideas to the document from time to time.

As a director who has been in the circle for more than 20 years, Wu Yuanxing can naturally tell whether a script is good or bad.

There is only one good script that is worth his serious treatment.

That night, Wu Yuanxing did not sleep all night.

Qiao Sheng's script was like a flame, which rekindled the flames in his heart that had been burned to ashes.